♦♦♦Book Blitz♦♦♦ Celestia (Unicorn Blessed Chronicles, #1)

What do you get when your father’s a centaur and your mother’s a powerful magician?

A unicorn shifter…

You’d think being the only known unicorn shifter in the world would have a few benefits. Like, people treating you kindly or getting special treatment from the council. Not in my case. I’d be lucky to get a piece of bread thrown at me.

My name is Celestia Rainbow, and yes, my last name is fucking Rainbow.

Shifters assume that I’m kind by nature, but trust me: I’m fierce, short-tempered and have the mouth of a sailor. Add in my stealthy fighting skills, advanced magic casting, and swift movement, I’m someone you wouldn’t want to mess with. But everyone looks at my shifter side – my ditzy, peaceful half, sprinkling magic dust, and on a mission to end world hunger.

Regardless of my dual personality, I’ve sworn to become a huntress at Aslan Academy. Now that I’m of age–my lucky twenty-fifth birthday just happens to coincide with the entrance exams–I’m ready to prove my worth.

Too bad I’m grouped up with six sinful looking men.

Time to prove to my community, classmates and this attractive bunch of weirdos that unicorns can kick ass too.

“Good luck, Celestia. Work hard, make some new friends, and achieve your goals.”

“I will, Master Magnor. May you remain safe until we return,” I replied.

“Bru-REE!” Arielle agreed, fluttering her wings.

“Be off then. Keep in touch.” He stepped aside, allowing me to walk out the entrance and away from his property.

I took a few steps, before looking back to see his sad smile. One last time.

I left my luggage where it was, running back to give him a final hug. He looked pleased, giving me a tight squeeze.

“I love you,” I whispered into his white shirt.

“I love you more, Celestia. Now get going. You don’t want to be late,” he reminded.

I nodded against his shoulder, taking one last whiff of his meadow scent and pulled away. We shared a smile; both of us knew this wouldn’t be the last time we’d see each other.

“Bye,” I waved, running off to where my luggage sat.

“Celestia.”

I paused mid-stride, looking back over my shoulder to see Magnor’s glossy eyes.

“No boys,” he called out, a wide grin on his face while a tear rolled down his cheek.

I giggled, letting my tears flow freely. “No promises! I’ll make sure I bring home six of the finest men,” I called out, giving him a final wave.

He shook his head in amusement, waving back.

I took a deep breath and began to walk away. This won’t be the end. I’ll make you proud, Master Magnor. I promise.

Author Bio:

Yumoyori Wilson is from Toronto, Ontario. She loves to sleep and write her days away. She works at night as a registered nurse. She has a little addiction to bubble tea and coffee but loves to workout. She has big plans for the writing world and can’t wait to share them with everyone.

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